"Coffee was usually out of our price range," Gretel replied while carefully opening the spell book, not looking up until her vision suddenly included a mug and steaming black brew. She stared at it --like it'd barked at her.
Definitely a nifty trick.
"Alright... well, I'm convinced." Mostly. Long as she keeps practicing enough to get the actual target. She'd help in any way possible, though right now, it was difficult to think of a way to actually do that. "Can you always do that? I mean, do you 'run out'? Like ammo?"